They said the Hunt was sacred. That if I was chosen, it meant fate. But fate didn't feel like a mouth on my skin or claws at my back. It felt like blood. Mine. For years, I stayed hidden. Quiet. Unclaimed. I stole seeds from the state fields, grew food in secret, fed my family from soil and silence. I did everything right - stayed beneath their radar, beneath their noses. I didn't make waves. I didn't ask for more. But monsters never forget a scent. And when the Hunt came, I was scented. Tracked. Taken. I stabbed him. I buried the blade in his shoulder and watched him bleed. It didn't matter. Because he still bit me. And the world saw. Now my face is on every screen. The girl who didn't run. The girl who fought back. Some call me a rebel. Some call me a mate. But they all forget one thing. I wasn't made to be claimed. I was made to survive. And if they want to collar me, cage me, crown me - they'll have to reckon with everything I've kept buried beneath the roots. Because I am not the flower. I'm the fire beneath it. Rewrite version of formerly known book Escaping the monsters Embrace

"A blonde doppelganger? Impossible!" "Not when hair dye exists." - In which Elena Gilbert's bottle blonde twin sister becomes increasingly frustrated with all things paranormal. ( currently being rewritten) ( female oc x multiple love interests ) ( the vampire diaries au ) 1st place winner of the armageddon 2024 fanfiction awards

"You're mine. It doesn't matter where you come from." His hand grips my wrist, stopping me. "You know it matters." I turn away, hiding the moisture in my eyes. I can't cry. "Eliana please! Look at me!" He tugs me back into his arms, tightly embracing me. "I won't let you leave. You belong with me." ***** Eliana was content with her lifestyle, as her pack's slave. Horrible, but it was all she had ever known. There was nothing better to compare it to. Alpha Noah keeps his distance with everyone and although head of one of the strongest packs in the nation, his past haunts him. Things like love and friendships are unknown to him. Unimportant. She's hurt and so is he. What happens when mates with such different views on life and experiences, meet? Will a connection spark? Or will the fuse fail to light? And when the lurking past faces them again, what will they do? *** A puppy love kind of story that's full of passion, ig. Not your usual werewolf book.

I looked out of the window. The huge window had bars on it. It was designed in a way only I could see outside world. That's what I could only do. I could never live there. Why? There were two huge arms wrapped around me like chains as I stared at the window blankly. "Mate, I can still feel your dislike towards me. Tell me, what should I do to gain your affection. I'll do everything you say or buy anything for you. I love you, mate. Name it" I stared at his wolf eyes filled with love which made my heart churn. I pressed my urge to puke and stared blankly at him. "Free me" "I told you. I'll never leave you. How dare you think about going away mate. I'll fuck you so hard that you won't be able to step out of the bed. Then you'll carry my pups. Let's see how you'll deny my love" He growled angrily. In a minute. I was lying under him naked... Again. ---

"Lower your eyes mate" He said with a hint of warning in his tone. She didn't flinch under his cold fingers coiled around her neck, instead with a smirk on her bruised lips,she looks back at him. Daring to defy him. "Submit!" He growled at her this time, frustrated with her ability to infuriate him to the extent of forcing him to hurt her. "Many have tried mate" The word mate leaving her lips sounded more of a mockery, making his grip on her neck to tighten slightly. "I am not others Vera. I am your mate. Your superior. Submit this instant!" She again smiled, managing to roll her eyes at him. "You can try . But remember,you will never succeed in it." He could end her with just a little more pressure on her neck, having the fate as many others who have dared to defy him,but something in those eyes was stopping him. He wanted to extinguish that fire in them, to see them rolling over as he thrusted inside her, to see them begining him to continue as he denied her. He wanted her to submit.Badly. Completely to him in all respects. Body and soul both. To let him be her protector,her punisher, her dominant,her lover her mate. Her everything. But little did he knew that his mate was not an ordinary Luna who happily submits to her mate's whims and needs. She was who they all popularly call as "The rebel" The mysterious protector of good and savior of women. The man who gives justice to the inequality created by men. If only they knew he was a women instead. .................................................... "The day I submit to a man will be the last day of my life mate. Vera Red was born as a rebel, will live as a rebel and will also die as a Rebel. With or without a cause" ..... #1 Werewolf *Now a sample of first few chapters.

I woke up to a rowdy conversation upstairs. "Kai." Said the voice I recognized as Stanton my captor. "I would never make a move. I'm well aware of my boundaries." He said loosing his usual jovial tone. "She shifted for you!" Said a husky voice through gritted teeth. "You watched her clothes rip, you could have easily touched her milky skin or even witnessed the waist I haven't even touched!" "And for this reason I covered her with your sweatshirt." Stanton explained. I looked down at the grey sweatshirt that had brought me warmth and comfort, latching my small hands onto it. "Please K, just go see her. I saw her eyes when she came in here. She was petrified, I don't even think I've seen someone that skinny before." "Almost sickly." Sighed the other voice. Causing tears to well in my eyes. I knew I didn't look amazing after years of abuse but hearing it after all that has happened felt ten times worse. "Leave." Mumbled the voice. Henrietta is kidnapped by her cruel mate. Will there bond outlast his evil ways?

[#1 in wearwolf 6/8/17] "Come on Jenna. Just one word." He taunt. He gripped my wrist in one hand and trailed his hand down my side to my hips. His hand went under my shirt and rested on my skin that sent sparks through my body. His finger did designs over my skin while he continue to nibble on the spot of my neck. "St-" His mouth come off my skin and I felt his glaze on my face. I open my eyes and barely see any hazel in his eyes. His eyes are fighting to get back to his regular eye color but the desire from him is fighting over his body. His lips are plump and my neck burns from the air hitting my raw neck. I don't know how he manage to bite my skin from the scabs from trying to heal my wounds but he manage to do so. "Say it." His voice is deep and husky. That it sent shivers through my spin, making me close my legs tight. He breathe in and his eyes went complete black. "Say it Jenna or I won't stop what's going to happen next." His voice is so deep that I didn't think it was Alcander. I looked straight in those deep coal eyes and said, "I Jenna Knox reject Alpha Alcander as my mate." ***** Jenna Knox. She always believed her mate would be some guy in some shining armor and would take her far away from her pack and raise a perfect family. But what she didn't know was that her mate was going be some one who kills for fun. Kills other packs,And laughs at their alpha who's on the ground begging for mercy. Let's just she how she handles Alpha Alcander. [COMPLETE] [FIRST BOOK, SECOND ALPHA VALDUS] * cover by @motelflowers* *READ AT YOUR OWN RISK* *NOT EDITED!* *Mature content* *A lot of cursing* *Highest rank so far; #1*

8 years ago Cassy's life changed. The wolves came out of hiding and began working hand and hand with the government with one thing on their mind, their mates. Cassy is happy being invisible and plans to keep it that way but do plans ever really work out the way you want them to?

A shudder escapes me as he breathes into my neck. If he wasn't the Deimos I knew, he was obviously his beast. "I am going to mark you." The beast growled, nibbling at the soft flesh of my neck. I trashed in his arms, "No, stop! I won't forgive you, I'll hate you!" I snarled, twisting and turning my body. The beast, known as Deimos' wolf, growls. "Stop!" I pleaded, my screams of echoing in the empty forest. He suddenly sinks his canines into my bare neck, I released a deathly yelp, before falling into a sleepless slumber. Hopefully this was just a nightmare, and I'd soon awaken. [Highest Rank: #12] [Created: March 14, 2015] [Ended: Around August 28, 2015] ***WARNING*** Crappy grammar, and confusing storyline. You have been warned... I wrote this story so many years ago, this was my very first story. I was really young when I wrote this, so I am sorry if there is ignorant or stupid things in this book. A head's up, it's not gonna be good... So please be a bit merciful with your insults. If you are a stickler for a good plot and grammar, please skip this book, it will probably just waste your time. If you want to read a tad bit more polished work, check out my current novel that I am writing, "Not His." Have fun reading!

(Currently being rewritten under a new name The Claimed) Everything changed when they came out of hiding, terror spread across the world as people began to question if our presidents and our global leaders lied to us and weren't from the same race. The Beasts blended in amongst us as if we were the same, except humans didn't have the same predatory instincts and we couldn't change our forms like they could. Soon after we learnt that we weren't the only species people began going missing. Some were unlucky and taken as something that the Beasts called a Mate that one word made fear spread throughout my veins, I would rather sell my soul than have one of them mutts chain me to them. Six months went by before the government, that was un-tainted by this vile race began to take action into their own hands contacting other countries and militaries causing the great war to happen, sending both my parents off to fight for our rights. Only one of them came back, two months was the longest we lasted before we were overpowered by them. Six years of living in this dysfunctional environment and my hatred had never dwindled. Some people still believed in god and had faith in him, I didn't know what I believed in but I prayed like everyone else that I would get through another day without hearing the soul crushing word 'Mate'. DARK THEMES THROUGHOUT. UNEDITED © All rights reserved© #1 in hunt 19/06/2019 #1 in human 19/06/2019 #1 in sanity 19/012019 #3 in mate 19/06/2019 #4 in mates 19/06/2019 #5 in hunted 19/06/2019 #1 Post-apocalyptic 30/8/19 #8 in dystopian 7/10/19 #4 in Escape 24/10/19